#x genius!reader

Meanwhile back at the table Garcia is now sat at the table quizzing all the girls there - especially Y/N. She had learnt the names of all girls there now and was becoming friends with them. “So how smart are you?” Garcia deadpans, Y/N chuckles - she is clearly not as intoxicated at her friends but she is still obviously drunk - her eyes are glossed over, she’s leaning back against the chair to keep her upright and her hair is in a bit of a mess from dancing earlier in the night, “I have an IQ of 173, and a eidetic or ‘photographic’ memory” The other two girls named Y/BF/N and Y/F/N all laugh at Garcias dropped jaw, “She can also read fast, like ungodly fast sometimes we think she’s faking it” Y/F/N slurs pointing at you.

The night begins to wind down and Garcia eventually returns to the BAU’s table after the group of three left, not without getting each others phone numbers in promises of meeting again.

She sashayed towards the table and grabs Spencer by his tie - shocking the table and making Spencer, who was in conversation with Rossi, jump. “You,” Garcia points her finger about two centimetres from Spencers face, “I just met YOUR soulmate and she’s gorgeous and her name is Y/N Y/L/N and I am so gonna find more information out about her tomorrow.”

A couple of days had passed and Garcia did look you up, she found out a lot about you but kept it to herself because she wasn’t sure if you or your friends remember giving her your numbers of if you even wanted to hang out now you were sober, she thought there was no point in getting Spencers hopes up of meeting his ‘soulmate’ if she had no way of arranging it. So she focused on the new case.

The new case was not far from headquarters, only a 20 minute drive but Hotch decided they should work at the closest police department to keep all evidence together and to prevent any chance of paperwork going missing. The BAU were in a small conference room trying to figure out a code the killer was using - Spencer knew it was some sort of mathematical equation but couldn’t break it, this has led to a board covered in Spencers squiggles of numbers and symbols, he was ranting to the team about how it “Didn’t make any sense.” Silence fell across the team as they all mulled over what Spencer said.

“Your wrong.” A small voice said from the doorway, the teams heads shot round to you. “Pardon?” questioned Hotch, he recognised you from somewhere but couldn’t put his finger on it. Instead of answering you walked over to were Spencer stood, “May I?” You asked taking the marker off him, “Here you put 3^7 but to fix your problem it should be 3^6.98 then that changes all of this,” You say as you rub it out with your elbow and rewrite the maths equations. After you’re finished you had the marker back to Spencer who is staring at the board. “Well?” JJ asks, “She’s right” Spencer replies looking at you dumbfounded. He recognised you from the bar straight away. “Dr Y/L/N, Y/N Y/L/N” you introduced to Spencer putting your hand out.

Derek cringed when he saw you put your hand out for Spencer to shake and waited for Spencer to talk to you about germs, to say he was shocked when he heard, “Uh Spencer Reid, Dr Spencer Reid” he looked up to see Spencer shaking your hand. His eyebrows shot up and he and Rossi shared a knowing smile.

You helped the team with that case and they were all shocked at your abilities much like they were when they first met Spencer - they couldn’t believe how smart and similar you were to Spencer.

You were so helpful when the case ended Hotch offered you a job right there on the spot, you agreed and took the position as you knew you wanted to advance from working at the police station where nothing really happened and eventually you became a member of the BAU.

—— BONUS —— You enter the office for the first time, your first day of your new job. You became nervous even though you had met the team - what if you weren’t as smart as Hotch thought? You pushed the bad thoughts away and pushed the doors to the conference room open.